THE MEXICAN
RED WHEELBARROW



The sun burns bright
And the wind
Keeps it cool

Even the cops
Don’t come around
Anymore

I drove slowly
On the dirt road
And found
Some of my
Lost/Stolen
Tools

I stopped and
Opened my
Blue trunk
And placed
The red wheelbarrow
In it

It will
Be useful
To dig holes
To recycle lives
In the country
Where the horses
Stand with
Their backs
Towards the ocean